Jacob heard the demand to halt, and did, in fact, stop. He turned around, and turned to be face to face with Asher. He looked at August, and back as Asher. He decided he would address Asher alone, and August separately when she arrived. Asher had his hands open, in a non-threatening manner, but Jacob's were balled into fists, as he continued to feel cornered.

Jacob spoke quickly to Asher, and brought his hand up, running it through his hair. "Okay, listen. This is going to sound crazy, I know. But. Well, see. How do I put this?" Jacob's mind was a mile ahead of his mouth. "I'm a fuckin' werewolf man. Alright? Tell anyone that, and they call the police, and have them send me to the shrink. You know? But you get within a mile of me, and I just get this feeling man. You're like me. Right?" Jacob said this last part, almost pleading for validation. "I'm not sayin' you're a wolf too, cause you know, you don't smell like one, but you're like me man. Light of the full moon, body of the animal, and shit, right?" Jacob put his hands on his hips, and looked at the ground, and laughed. "Man thats so weird to say."

By now, and after any quick words Asher may have had, August showed up, and Jacob looked at her. "You. I don't know what you are. But I can tell. I can tell you're not like these normal Joe Schmoes walking around. You're different. But I get this body snatcher, alien from the void feel from you, and it scares me." Jacob said. He stared at them both for a few minutes. "I don't even know why I went to this coffee shop, alright? I don't even like their coffee much. Tastes like brewed shit. But here I am, thinking I'm the only guy in the world like this. And I run into both of you? Is this fate?" Jacob asked. 

Jacob looked at them both. "Does this scare you too? Do you guys understand whats going on?" He asked, again, almost pleading for understanding and clarity.